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Nov 2023
So often you vanish in the dark,
          my fair weathered friend.

Although it is there where I require you the most,
          my reminder of a silhouette existence.

I will become my own shadow,
          no difference between me and lightlessness.

I expand like a riddle in your thoughtless mind.
topacio
Written by
topacio  F/Los Angeles
(F/Los Angeles)   
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   Rob Rutledge
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